I dont even know how to start this post. I have so many thoughts going through my head right now from excitement, relief, shock, to wondering if I am capable for what lies ahead. As most of you know, I had my amazing boy/girl twins Mason and Zoey 14 months ago (today) and they have been the biggest blessing in mine and Craig’s lives. As most of you ALSO know, I am OBSESSED with Crossfit and competing and after taking an entire year off for my twin pregnancy I was so excited to get back to training again. I had umbilical hernia surgery about 6 weeks after delivering the twins, so I had to wait until the 3 month mark to begin with training again and it was so hard getting back into things after taking a year off and going through the huge endeavor of carrying twins to term.
My huge dream for this past year was to qualify for Crossfit Regionals and Olympic Weightlifting Nationals after having Mason and Zoey and both of those amazing experiences came true for me. I competed in the Crossfit Open end of February/beginning of March, and unbeknownst to me and Craig, also got pregnant about that time (I stopped pumping/breastfeeding at the 6-7 month mark and March was 8 months post-partum, so I never had a period and got pregnant pretty much right away…)
I ended up doing well enough in the open to qualify for Regionals which was the end of May and even though I was incredibly sick during my regionals prep I decided to still compete (haha right? No WONDER I was so tired!) At Regionals I was about 3 months pregnant and was starting to get anxiety about my “Diastasis Recti” ie: abdominal separation that I thought I had due to my twin pregnancy, my abs seemed to be separated and I had a bit of a “pooch” going on. I was nervous to compete in front of such a huge audience not feeling very confident about my tummy but I decided I needed to get over it and not be so attached to my physical appearance as that was a pretty minor thing to deal with after creating such miracles. I ended up placing 21st and had a blast, all without knowing I had a baby brewing in my belly…
Fast forward a couple of months and I was able to compete at Nationals for Olympic Weightlifting mid July and I had a max total Personal Best (202# Cleand and Jerk and 158.4# Snatch) for my lifts placing 20th at the meet in my weight class. I also had some spotting (sorry if any dudes are reading this) so I thought oh I must be starting my first period, so I scheduled an appointment with my OBGYN for my one year appointment and decided it was time to get on birth control and all that. I asked him about my abdominal separation and my concerns with that and he said that surgery would be the only option after I’m done having children down the road, because with as fit as I am if I wasnt able to close the separation it probably wasnt going to close. He also gave me the nuvaring, and said I was good to go.
So i went home and started the nuvaring (which I’m pretty bothered about right now…) and found a physical therapist in hopes to correct my separation so I could compete again this year and not feel like my core was going to cause me potential injuries (my ribs kept going out of place during training and I was beginning to have crazy hip flexor issues when I would run etc) (I know i know, any normal human would probably realize they were pregnant, but we did fertility with Mason and Zoey and i THOUGHT i had a period at this point, not to mention my first pregnancy was TWO babies – one baby just doesnt cause quite the same amount of ruckus as two does! ;) )
So after one round with the Nuva ring I had put on about 8lbs my boobs had gone up in size and my tummy was WAY worse, I decided to forego the next round because it was horrible birth control obviously, haha and I was sooo tired! I also started having random strangers asking me if I was expecting and was getting SO discouraged and ashamed that as a personal trainer AND avid fitness competitor/healthy eater I couldnt get control of my body! I was doing my physical therapy exercises daily and wearing my abdominal binder to help encourage my abs to come together but nothing was really seeming to help.
About 10 days ago we left for vacation to our family cabin in Montana and my mom saw me and was so concerned about my abs, she kept saying “honey I dont know about that Crossfit, do you think all the weightlifting you are doing could be making things worse?” (I was starting to get so annoyed of everyone’s comments by then) and she said “well maybe just take a pregnancy test and you can rule that out and when you get home you can see a doctor and figure out whats up” so I grabbed a test at the local drugstore and took it real quick that evening and WHOAH! I was definitely pregnant and in total shock!
We calculated things and figured shoot based on the last period I had, I could be 6 or even 10 weeks along! ;) (HAHA) until later that evening I realized Oh my gosh, I can feel kicking and I am pretty sure I have BEEN feeling kicking for a while now. Everyone in my family thought I was crazy until they could SEE the baby kicking – at this point Craig and I were totally in shock trying to figure out how far along I could really be. I was also really nervous because I had been training so hard and wouldnt have done so had I known I was carrying a baby. (Proves how strong our bodies and babies really are I guess!) So we had to wait about 9 days to get into the doctor and finally today was the day – by now I had guessed I must be about 25 or 26 weeks along, and figured I would probably have this baby early December and thought it was a boy (Craig also guessed boy) but lets be real, I wasnt really trusting my intuition after the whole “find out your pregnant when you are easily 5+ months along ordeal). ;)
And….we were right! We did our targeted ultra sound today and baby BOY is measuring 26w5d and is due December 4th! Which means I’m about to have 3 kids exactly 17 months apart. (only fitting since the first two were 17 minutes apart right?). And I have officially experienced a moment of surprise that is even crazier than finding out I was pregnant with twins! :)
We are SO excited, and know that life is going to be totally crazy and wild and we might be pulling our hair out (or losing it) for the next couple of years trying to keep up with three “babies” and all that comes with that (like the HUNDREDS of diapers!!!) but we know that this is what God wants for our little (big) family and cant wait to meet this little guy that couldnt wait to come join the crew. Send us prayers and wish us luck cuz I’m about to have a baby in exactly three months!!! (Oh and if you asked me if I was expecting, and I said no, and you felt like a jerk, I’m SORRY!!!) haha. I am also hoping the Crossfit open is late February again this year cuz…i’ll be giving it a go for sure if it is! :) (That is if I can get out of the house long enough to hit a few workouts!) :)
We cant wait to meet you little dude! Your brother and sister are going to show you how to have SO much fun!
*Also, I’m sure I missed a million details, like the fact that I have been craving sour patch kids and donuts like crazy the past few months and only craved those with Mason and Zoey as well – I think I had Craig worried for a minute when I would ask him to get me sour patch kids regularly lately…. ;) (I’ll probably have to come back and edit this a few more times as I wrap my head around this more and more! :)